Hey, this is Tragedy here! :) Nice to meet you, this is my first fanfiction and hopefully I didn't fail epically on it.
"Nii-chan! Come on, Mikuo-niichaaaaaaaaaaaaan!"
"Quit wailing! I hear ya," Mikuo wearily looked up from his novel to the hyper teal-haired teen, who seemed to beam at the attention. "What do you want?"
"I wanted to ask you a question."
Mikuo lifted an eyebrow. "Yes?" Miku was prone to dramatic pauses every now and then.
"If.. if.." Miku hesitated. "If one of us would um.. like the other, would that be considered incest?"
A long silence ensued.
"We're genderbends of each other, so that's not incest," Mikuo rolled his eyes at Miku's question, which echoed his own often-asked inward one.
"So almost like we're the same person." Miku's huge adorable eyes blinked innocently.
"Mmhmm.. Something like that." He glanced back at his book and skimmed over a few more lines.
"More like narcissism?" Miku's delicate form cuddled up against his side. He smiled absently.
"Hmm... Yeah... What?" Blinking, Mikuo turned to stare stupidly at her. "Uh.. What did you just say?" What was she getting at anyway?
His heart thumped oddly when she smiled brightly. "Nothing. I just realized something, is all." Her beautiful aquamarine orbs seemed to be burning into his own eyes.
"What's that?" It took a slight struggle, and he was just congratulating himself on sounding nonchalant, when she knocked his composure right off its feet.
"I'm a narcissist." Rising on her knees to reach, she gave a light peck to his cheek.
What the heck – if I don't do something quick I'll be blushing and stuttering like a girl. He set his jaw, seeing her settling back comfortably with a satisfied smile. Never!
He didn't give himself time to think about it, simply obeyed a wild impulse. Catching her by her tie, Mikuo pulled her closer, leaning down himself until their faces were just a millimeter apart. For one second all he knew were Miku's startled eyes staring into his own, her pretty lips parting to let her quick breaths touch his face, the warmth of her nearness, and the pounding of both their hearts. The next moment his mouth was on hers and the rest of the world seemed to melt away.
Pulling away in a moment, he grinned. "Me too."
"W-wha...?" It was Miku's turn to stare stupidly. Suddenly she blushed scarlet. "Gyaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"
Some mysterious object slammed into Mikuo's face, knocking him over onto his back as Miku ran off, yelling, "WHAT ARE YOU THINKING NII-CHAAAAAAAAAAAN!"
"...ow...the heck?" He sat up, rubbing his nose and staring after the disappearing girl. Sighing, he picked up the discarded novel and tried to read again. After fifteen minutes of deciphering the first paragraph Mikuo groaned, defeated. He closed his eyes and leaned back against the wall.
Somehow he felt peaceful despite what had happened. And he couldn't stop the smile as he licked his lips experimentally, enjoying the hint of leek flavor still lingering from their kiss.
That's the end. By the way, this was written for my girlfriend. ahaha.. She told me I was a baka after reading it, but it made her laugh. XD I hope it made you laugh too.
Until we meet again!
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